“Identity Theft”

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I’d been dating David for about 6 months and we were about to embark on a 3-week vacation with our dogs. A couple days prior to departure, his brother—DAVID—calls me. Turns out, while he was overseas on a work assignment, his brother (the David I was dating) was “house sitting.” Basically, everything I knew was really part of the overseas brother’s life and identity.


Aftermath: The real David had the fake David committed to the local mental hospital upon returning home. He only found out about me from one of his neighbors, which led him to search for my number and call. The three of us had one visit together the night before vacation. Next day, I went on to Montana by myself with my dog and was totally over this chapter after an hour on the road.


“After Prom”

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My girlfriend and I met up at an “after prom” party, got drunk, and ultimately ending up having sex. What I didn’t know was that she had cheated on me, with her ex, before she went home to change and he didn’t wear a condom. She denied it, even with her best friends siding with me.


Aftermath: We still talk here and there, and still “have feelings for each other” but nothing has amounted ever since the incident.




She finally had sex with me after weeks of just handjobs, and we lived together! I flipped her into a position where I saw straight up her nose, which was full of coke.


Aftermath: Stayed with her long enough for her to leave me for someone she met on the Internet. She’s basically homeless now.

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It should have been over the day I found out he had created a account “just to see if anyone would respond.” Fast forward 6 years of never-completely-off / never-completely-sure-if-we-were-on, his father was terminally ill. I feel awful for him and agree to “try again” because he swore I was what was missing in his life, and the only one for him…


Aftermath: Reading his father’s obituary, he was listed as having a wife. A what? I sent my condolences to him and his wife via text message, along with the fact that I never wanted to hear from him again.

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We were laying in bed talking when his phone rang. He got up and walked outside to answer it. I got up and went to stand by the door to see who he was talking to. I heard him say, “Didn’t you get the flowers I sent you? Well, what? You can’t say thank you?” In the year we had been dating he never so much as took me out on a nice date! I confronted him, and he kept saying, “You just aren’t good enough. You’re not pretty. I want her back.”


Aftermath: I left that night, taking everything I had bought for the house. I’m now with a great guy, who thinks I’m great, pretty, and good enough. The ex still calls me from blocked numbers. I guess he thinks I’ll be there when he’s lonely. Truly a loser.

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